Seattle is changing

I have a long history with Seattle...

My grandparents lived in and around the city almost their whole lives. My Dad grew up there. I visited every year as a child and lived there twice, once right out of college, again about 10 years ago.

...And a great love of the city

It's cool drizzle, gray architecture, green everywhere, fresh damp smell, fish and chips and Rainer cherries and crab with butter, the smell of strong coffee and also urine in the streets, the tattooed baristas and musicians, the noise of the traffic and the lapping of the water...all that's still there but Seattle is also changing...there is this incredible boom going on, building everywhere and huge buildings too, and it's feeling so corporate, so shiny and homogenous, all the new.

Progress...

The small scrappy city I've loved my whole life is disappearing...like the old craftsman-style house my grandparents lived in on Dexter Ave N torn down, an ultra-modern wood and steel duplex now in its place...that's what feels is like happening to the whole city...and it's not a bad thing necessarily, but it's strange to have your memories of a place becoming just that...what was part of me is—not really ceasing to exist—but changing into something different.

Seattle is changing...

XOXO